Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 477 "Say, why are you picking on me all of a sudden? I can't tell why, but come and see how I deal with you."

While calming down, there were still two teardrops hanging on his face, which looked both pitiful and funny.

Guan Xinghe looked at Nan Song with a serious expression, and found that she had taken out her mobile phone from her school uniform skirt pocket and held it in her hand, so she knew what she said just now was serious.

"Don't shoot me, I won't cry."

Frightened by Nan Song, Guan Xinghe not only stopped crying, but even spoke in a normal voice, only with a little bit of crying.

Nan Song was very satisfied with Guan Xinghe's reaction.

"Okay, then tell me now, why are you picking on me all of a sudden? If you can't tell me why, let's see how I deal with you."

The threat in Nan Song's words was so obvious that Guan Xinghe couldn't help shivering.

Damn, it seems that she was really impulsive tonight.

He was so impulsive that he forgot that the woman in front of him had a bad temper. She calmed down after crying for a while, looking at Nan Song, Guan Xinghe felt a little flustered.

"Can I not say it?" After holding back for a long time, she choked out this sentence.

After all, she was unwilling to tell Nan Song that Shen Du liked Nan Song herself, otherwise this woman would definitely raise her tail to the sky after she found out.

But obviously, Nan Song has lost all patience after being tormented so much by her.

"What do you think?"

Nan Song crossed her arms and crossed her chest. She was half a head taller than Guan Xinghe, who suddenly lost his momentum in front of her.

But in order to save his own face, Guan Xinghe still bit the bullet and said something.

"Nan Song, let me tell you, don't be fierce with me. If you are fierce, I will be too fierce. I can't help but burst into tears later, and I will tell you if I can't stop."

Nan Song sneered after hearing this: "Are you threatening me?"

"No, no, I'm showing weakness to you." Guan Xinghe was calm on the surface, but panicked to death inside.

She believed that Nan Song could do such a thing as taking an ugly picture of her crying and posting it on the school forum.

"And you made fun of my name just now, so we're even."

"Equal ass." Nan Song mercilessly poured cold water on her.

Guan Xinghe: "."

Sure enough, Guan Xinghe was pissed off by Nan Song again, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to cry again.

Ever since she was a child, one of the things Nan Song hated the most was that someone would cry in front of her and not talk about business. Seeing Guan Xinghe's expression, she knew something was wrong, so she hurriedly stopped it.

"Stop it, believe it or not, I'll turn on the camera right now?"

Guan Xinghe's expression of wanting to cry or not froze instantly.

Nan Song looked at the girl with red eye circles in front of him, bit his lower lip and thought for two seconds.

"It's okay if you don't talk, then I'll ask you to answer."

"Well, good." Guan Xinghe agreed.

"From what you said just now, are you jealous of my beauty?"

Guan Xinghe wanted to save himself some face, and explained: "What is jealousy? Why are you talking so badly?"

"It's not jealousy, what is it?" Nan Song asked her back.

Guan Xinghe bit his lip and stopped talking.

Nan Song was about to continue talking, but his stomach growled twice, as if there was some mysterious tacit understanding, Guan Xinghe's stomach also growled twice.

A faint embarrassment floated in the air.

"It's fine if you learn how to dress like me, but you have to learn even when you're hungry?"

Guan Xinghe's face instantly turned red to the tips of his ears: "Being hungry is a physiological reaction, and it's beyond my control. Why are you mocking me?"

Nan Song stared at Guan Xinghe, gritted his molars, and three seconds later——

"Would you like to go to the food stall?"

When Guan Xinghe heard the word "food stall", Guan Xinghe immediately showed a disgusted expression.

"Food stalls? I won't go there, it's so unhygienic."

Nansong wouldn’t think it mattered if it was normal. After all, whether it’s a high-end restaurant or a food stall on the street is a personal choice, and there is no right or wrong.

But when this kind of behavior happened to Guan Xinghe, especially when she had just offended him, Nan Song couldn't bear it instantly.

Not seeing her coquettish look, she rolled her eyes and turned to leave.

"Love will not go."

"Wait for me! I'm going! I'm going!"

Guan Xinghe quickly trotted behind to keep up, and Nan Song, who was walking in front, let out a light snort.

Five minutes later, the two sat down at the entrance of "Cuihua Food Stall" in the snack street next to the back school gate of No. 5 Middle School.

Guan Xinghe's face turned black into a lump of charcoal when he saw the signboard at the store's entrance above his head.

".Nan Song, did you do it on purpose? Don't deceive others too much, you."

Nan Song followed her gaze and looked up at the store name with a calm and sincere expression.

"Would you believe me if I said it was a mere coincidence?"

Seeing her disbelieving expression, Nan Song continued to explain.

"It's really a coincidence. I didn't know that the proprietress of this food stall would hit your name. I just chose one at random."

Guan Xinghe stared at Nan Song for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and finally uttered four words: "Okay, I believe you."

There was a flash of surprise in Nan Song's eyes, she didn't expect Guan Xinghe to choose to believe her, and she was already ready to fight this woman again.

Nan Song snorted softly: "You are wise."

Guan Xinghe glanced at Nan Song, sighed, then picked up the small plastic teapot on the table and poured water into the two small glasses.

"What do you say, I really don't like you, but I know you are not a bad person. Regarding my name, you never made fun of me in school. I still think highly of you about this."

Nan Song rolled his eyes and didn't want to answer at all.

Guan Xinghe was determined to chat with her.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Didn't you bring me to eat food stalls? Are you so indifferent now?"

Nan Song squeezed a smirk at her: "Who brought you? Didn't you follow up yourself? You can leave now."

Guan Xinghe looked like a little rascal, with his hands on his hips: "I won't leave, I'm hungry, I need to eat."

At this moment, the proprietress also brought up what the two of them ordered.

One catty of spicy crayfish, one serving of spicy stir-fried escargot, one serving of boiled edamame, and four small yellow croakers with salt and pepper.

Both of them are foodies, and when they saw the delicious food, Guan Xinghe even asked the proprietress to bring two bottles of cold beer and put them on the table.

Nan Song looked at her while peeling the crayfish, with complicated eyes.

"Hey, can you have a drink, just order it?"

"Who do you look down on? Can I not pour a thousand cups?"

Seeing Guan Xinghe's boastful expression, Nan Song couldn't help pouring cold water on her: "You are like a fart who never pours a thousand cups."

(End of this chapter)